"You, why do you have to kill me?" Liu Cheng tried his best to do his best.

"If you want to fight Xiangling's idea, you are destined to be sentenced to death, Xiangling is the young master's woman, whoever wants to covet her has only one way to die."

The rope in Zheng Guangzong's hand was almost strangled into the flesh.

Finally, Liu Cheng's head was tilted to the side, and then lowered, and then his tongue was a whimper.

"It's too unruly, isn't it?" Zheng Guangzong felt that he was not happy and slightly disappointed.

"Young master, if you let me out, I'm about to suffocate to death." The sack on the ground moved, and the sound of Zheng Er's urn was heard inside.

Oh, I'll go, how did I forget about you?

Zheng Guangzong almost laughed.

Walking over, Zheng Guangzong untied the sack.

Zheng Er crawled out of it and panted repeatedly: "Young Master, I was almost crushed to death by this guy just now." ”

As he spoke, Zheng Er walked over and kicked Liu Cheng a few times.

Liu Cheng was already dead, and Zheng Er naturally reacted to him when he kicked him.

Zheng Er was even more angry, put on a good posture, and practiced the thunderbolt chain legs: "Your grandmother's, do you still think you are an uncle in the Liu family, your grandmother's, talk?" ”

"Zheng Er, stop kicking, he's dead." Zheng Guangzong stood aside, his face indifferent.

"Dead? Is it any wonder that there is no response for half a day? Zheng Er suddenly realized that he sighed softly.

"Hurry up and put him in a bag, drag him out and bury him, don't let you find out." Zheng Guangzong instructed that he had experience in killing people, but Zheng Er had the ability to destroy corpses.

The master and servant were busy for nearly an hour before they disposed of Liu Cheng's body.

Zheng Guangzong looked at Zheng Er and smiled slyly: "Zheng Er, you and I are grasshoppers on a rope now, you have to keep the door open, don't say you leak your mouth." ”

"Young master, it's not that I don't know, we are killing bad people, you are eliminating harm for the people and doing the right thing for heaven." Zheng Er is very sleek, and his ass is also very walking.

"Okay, let's go back quickly, Lord Chenghuang is at least a fairy, killing people in front of him, disrespectful, after you go back, burn three incense sticks in the morning and evening,

Pray and pray, don't let anyone know about this matter, it's better to rot in the stomach. Zheng Guangzong seemed to remind Zheng Er, but it was actually a warning.

Zheng Er knew that he should not obey.

When Zheng Guangzong returned, it was already dawn.

It's a pity that it rained heavily, and Zheng Guangzong was drenched and returned to Zheng's house.

On the same day, Zheng Guangzong started a fever.

Lying on the bed, covered with several layers of quilts, still shivering from the cold, the upper and lower rows of teeth fighting, gurgling.

"Young master, what's wrong with you, should I ask you a doctor to take a look?" Xiangling frowned, if it wasn't for the young master to stop her, it is estimated that even the old man would know about it at this moment.

"No, I'm just a common cold." Zheng Guangzong knew in his heart that he went down the river yesterday and was frightened, and in the middle of the night today, it was raining again.

What is the difference between him and physically and mentally exhausted at the moment, when his body is at its most vulnerable, the wind evil will take advantage of the weakness.

"What's a cold?" Xiangling didn't understand.

"A cold is an occasional wind chill, a fever in the body, and it only takes a sweat to get better." Zheng Guangzong was dizzy, but he was still comforting Xiangling.

"And how are you doing now?" Xiangling looked at the quilt that was trembling slightly, and her heart ached.

"It's so cold now......"

Zheng Guangzong frowned.

Xiangling looked at Zheng Guangzong, and finally dared to make up her mind, and untied her clothes.

"Xiangling, what are you going to do?" Zheng Guangzong was a little surprised.

"Young master, the slave and maid are warm, let the slave and maid warm up for you!" Xiangling looked pious, without a trace of hypocrisy.

"Xiangling." Zheng Guangzong wanted to stop Xiangling, but he didn't have the strength.

When Xiangling only had a red belly pocket left, she opened the quilt and got in.

No matter what Zheng Guangzong's reaction was, he hugged Zheng Guangzong tightly in his arms.

Zheng Guangzong felt extremely warm, and gradually, it was no longer so cold.

In a daze, he saw Murong Ling: "Miss Murong, I finally saw you, I was about to write a letter to you!" ”

"Young Master Zheng, we are destined to meet......

Murong Ling opened his mouth to speak, and soon turned into a wisp of green smoke and drifted away.

Zheng Guangzong only felt sleepiness, and after that, he didn't know anything.

When he woke up, Zheng Guangzong was sweating profusely.

Xiangling stood beside the bed and looked at Zheng Guangzong with a gentle face: "Young master, you have woken up, you are about to sleep for a day, and the master has been asking you." ”

"And what did you say?" Zheng Guangzong moved back and leaned on the bed.

"The slave told the master that you are working and don't want to be disturbed, and I bring in every meal." Xiangling lowered her head and pulled the corners of her clothes shyly.

"Xiangling, how can I thank you?" Zheng Guangzong was moved in his heart.

"Young master, I am your slave, everything I do is as it should be." Xiangling felt more and more embarrassed.

"Xiangling, you have to remember that in this world, there is nothing you should do, true feelings are exchanged for sincerity, you are ...... in the heart of this young master"

Zheng Guangzong didn't say any more, he remembered Jia Baoyu and the raider in the dream of the Red Mansion.

However, Xiangling doesn't know how much stronger than attacking people, and Xiangling will never be so careful about attacking people.

"Young master, you rest, I'll bring you the soup, you just got sick, and your body is still very weak." Xiangling had already told the kitchen to boil ginseng soup for Zheng Guangzong.

"Who said I'm weak, why don't you come in and try it?" Zheng Guangzong grabbed Xiangling, and with a little force, Xiangling fell on the bed.

"Young Master, what are you going to do?" Xiangling's face flushed with shame.

"Of course I'm going to eat you." Zheng Guangzong looked at Xiangling's shy appearance, and he was immediately interested.

Xiangling thought that she was already a young master's woman, so she half-pushed and half-pushed, and lay down in Zheng Guangzong's quilt.

Don't say it!

Zheng Guangzong was originally sick, but because of such a quarrel with Xiangling, he sweated profusely.

Later, Zheng Guangzong was refreshed, and the illness also went away in a hurry.

It's just that in the past few days, Zheng Guangzong has no heart to study.

After several days of continuous heavy rain, the entire Huaili County seemed to have turned into a vast sea, and everywhere was white.

Wealthy families are slightly more resilient to disasters, while more people are in danger of their houses collapsing, and homeless people can be seen everywhere on the streets.

A few years ago, something similar happened in Huaili County, but Zheng Guangzong didn't understand it at that time.

Now he understands, but only the unforgettable pain remains.